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Wandsworth to Bullingdon (feat. Headie One)

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Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them

I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon

I got some niggas on basic for bullying

He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him

No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in

Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win

Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan

Don't like the opps-

No roller, we're taking the ped

Roll out, now a paigon all dead

They ain't come back, they're ravin' instead

The opps must be in heaven shakin' their head

And I come from a place it ain't safe to be fed

Where they try sell it, then take it instead

You're cuffin' them hoes, you're making arrests

She givin' me blows, she takin' a risk

You know me, I just keep it humble

This summer's cost me rondos

Real trap boy, I was on phone to Nosmonso

Yo, I was distributin' balls like Alonso (turn up)

I can't believe I'm talkin' millions in these convos

Three car convoys fly like a Concorde (suh-suh-suh-suh)

I can't see through these shades, they Tom Ford (suh-suh-suh)

I used to feed the seagulls in Portland

Had a grey don shell V's like Jonjo

Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them

I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon

I got some niggas on basic for bullying

He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him

No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in

Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win

Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan

Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them

I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon

I got some niggas on basic for bullying

He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him

No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in

Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win

Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan

Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

Gave him a one, but he wanted a quarter

New watch clear like a bottle of water

I got a spa in the building

So when the gang drillin', they pop in my sauna

Four and a baby's a popular order

Paid for the four, I might drop you the daughter

Slice up the opps, I get lots of them tortured

Then flew past some opps, I got lots of them awkward

Thameside visit or I bring the dully in

To sawn-off shotguns filled up with Duracell's

We catch the opps and then that's a news bulletin

Ever turned your white Air Force into Louboutins?

My batch old school, them niggas new to this (suh-suh)

She told me she love how my Cuban sit

The games get faster and furious (One)

This s**t got me feeling like Ludacris (turn, turn, turn)

Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them

I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon

I got some niggas on basic for bullying

He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him

No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in

Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win

Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan

Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

Nah, don't talk about prison, my niggas are full of them

I'll get you done up from Wandsworth to Bullingdon

I got some niggas on basic for bullying

He didn't see who stabbed him up, I hoodied him

No, I don't half-step, that's 'cause I'm fully in

Jail after jail had me feelin' I couldn't win

Now I might roll up on you in a Cullinan

Don't like the opps when my lungs are still full of them

Wandsworth to Bullingdon (feat. Headie One) di Fredo/Headie One - Testi e Cover